If you know how it is to live with the burden of daunting eyes.

Deceased is my proclamation to breed amongst them

Our eyes are on the divine massacre in a place far away and actions that they’d defy.

They do what’s told to them to live life half dead.

We do what’s untold and unwritten to die a historic death.

There’s holocaust in our eyes but they see just the green

Like they hold the power over us, but perennially we hold the decree.


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